Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 437 The Whereabouts of the Border Troops

The rag around the man's waist was not only covered in dirt, but also couldn't cover his body at all.

It was just hung around the waist symbolically.

His naked body was covered with whip marks and there were only a few strands of hair left.

It's clear what kind of life these people face day in and day out.

Even Nalan frowned as he looked at the man's miserable condition, feeling a sense of pity.

Cheng Liang stopped in front of this man and looked down at him.

"Do you still know what it's called?"

"Wang Chengjie, from Bin County."

His voice was hoarse, dark and weak.

"What did you do before?"

"Border Army, B Battalion, 12th Cavalry Squadron, Chief A."

Lin Feng frowned, huh, he's an officer.

"How long have you been arrested?"

Lin Feng asked.

The man raised his head with difficulty and glanced at Lin Feng.

Tears actually flowed from his dark and thin face and his lifeless eyes.

"General Lin, I've just been arrested for over two months."

Lin Feng looked at him in surprise: "Do you know me?"

"Who in Zhenxi doesn't know the name of General Lin?"

"Bianjun, who is your leader?"

"Song Yi, General Song."

When Lin Feng heard this, he immediately understood.

"Aren't you in the capital city?"

Wang Chengjie swallowed hard.

"The Black Scarf Army didn't treat us as human beings, so General Song took us away and said he would find a good place for us."

Lin Feng sneered: "Is this the good place?"

Wang Chengjie lowered his head in silence.

"Where's Cui Yong?"

Wang Chengjie shook his head and said nothing, but there was confusion in his eyes.

"How did you get through the Qingshui Line?"

Lin Feng is more concerned about this issue.

"We came through the border of Western Xia and didn't dare to walk on clear water."

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and continued asking.

"Where's Song Yi?"

"After we arrived here, we handed over our weapons and equipment, and then General Song and the others were taken away."

"How many of you are here?"

"About three thousand."

"All become slaves?"

"I don't know. Anyway, these people who stayed are all like this."

Lin Feng suddenly remembered and waved his hand.

"First, take off the chain for them and arrange for them to have something to eat."

Soldiers immediately brought hammers, chisels and other tools and began to remove the chains from the slaves.

Watching the soldiers start to bang the chains.

Lin Feng quickly said, "Send the engineers over to remove the lock. Don't break the chain. It's still useful."

Then he waved his hand: "Cheng Liang, organize people to continue asking questions and record them."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

All the slaves had their chains removed and were separated, and special personnel began to question and register them.

When Lin Feng came to the lake, he suddenly remembered that he still had fish soup to drink.

But when they came to the camp pot, they found that it was very clean, without even a fish bone.

"Fuck, so cruel?"

Lin Feng cursed helplessly.

The people following behind him, none of whom responded, kept their heads down and kept silent.

There was a hint of smile in Nalan's blue eyes.

Gulijia stayed in the city for three days, but he really had no other choice.

On the fourth day, he gathered his troops and slipped out of the city's west gate before dawn.

He no longer cared about the residents in the city, his own life was more important.

Nearly a thousand horsemen quietly led their war horses on the grass and walked more than three miles.

Then he ordered his men to mount their horses and flee.

Unexpectedly, just as he climbed onto the horse's back, he heard the sound of a bowstring.

Gulijia roared loudly: "Raise your shield and charge!"

All the Tatars raised their round shields above their heads and urged their horses forward.

Everyone knows that in this situation, the only thing to do is to rush forward. You may survive if you rush forward, but retreating will only lead to death.

With a crackling sound, countless arrows fell everywhere.

Some Tartars rolled off their horses and were trampled into mud by the galloping horses.

More cavalrymen rushed forward desperately under the rain of arrows.

The war horses were moving very fast, and the Tatars stretched their swords and spears forward, ready to charge at each other.

It was dark and I couldn't see the situation ahead, so I just kept rushing forward.

As more than a dozen breaths of time passed, the Tartar cavalry charging in the front finally crashed into the enemy's cavalry group.

Nearly a thousand Tatar cavalry swarmed forward like moths to a flame.

Countless dull crashes were heard, mixed with the screams of people and the neighing of war horses.

Gulijia followed behind the team and could not hear the chaos that should have occurred. Instead, he felt as if his thousand warriors had hit a solid wall.

No, Gulijia knew that the sound was wrong based on his years of battlefield experience.

He slowed down his horse, waved his hand quietly, turned around and rushed to the side.

The guards following him also turned around and ran after him.

It was just dawn at this time, and the fleeing Gulijia turned his head to look at the battle situation on the side.

A group of dark war cavalry, covered in iron armor, their long sharp blades flashing with a faint light.

Like a group of ghostly war gods, they smashed their own troops into pieces and made them completely defeated.

Gulijia cursed in his heart: "Damn it, Lin Feng really has bad intentions, and he has been plotted against again."

Fortunately, I seized the opportunity and changed direction, otherwise I would have hit it head-on and died.

He heard the sound of hurried horse hooves behind him and knew that the other party had discovered their whereabouts, so he whipped his horse harder and galloped away for his life.

There was a feathered arrow rubbing against the air above my head, making a hissing sound.

Gulijia put the round shield on his back, leaned over the horse's back and urged the horse hard.

Less than a mile behind them, light cavalry were chasing them closely.

It was Tao Jinwang, a general under Hu Jincai, who led 500 light cavalry and chased after a group of cavalry led by Gulijia.

At the same time, Li Donglai led three thousand troops to block the gate of Dadur City.

There was no one guarding the city, and the empty city gate tower allowed the Qingshui soldiers to rush in on horseback.

The sound of war horses' hooves echoed crisply in the streets of Dadur City.

The Qingshui Army cavalry saw piles of dirty slaves in every corner of the city's buildings, but did not see a single Tiezhen resident.

Three thousand cavalry entered the city and blocked all the streets.

Finally, Lin Feng, along with the generals and guards from each team, slowly entered the city gate.

This was the first city Lin Feng occupied after entering Tiezhen.

Lin Qiaomei followed beside him and had already seen a large number of slaves piled together in the corner of the street, shivering in a very miserable state.

"Brother, let me massacre this bird city?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "Don't be so violent, just ask them to change places."

Lin Qiaomei didn't understand: "What do you mean by changing positions, brother?"

Zhao Shuo chuckled and said, "Brother's method is more satisfying than massacring the city. Let me do it."

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't say anything, he took it as his agreement.

Zhao Shuo waved his hand: "Brothers, follow me."

The 500-member guard team immediately divided into more than 200 guards, who followed Zhao Shuo and rushed out on horseback.

Zhao Shuo recruited many engineers from the army to enter the city and remove the chains from the large number of slaves.

Countless Qingshui soldiers began to rush into the houses in various courtyards and drive out Master Tie.

Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot.

For a moment, people shouted, dogs barked, adults scolded, and children cried. The whole city was in chaos.

Zhao Shuo gathered all the slaves together and ordered them to lock up Tie Zhenren in the same way.

There were soldiers standing by with knives in their hands, watching closely. Master Tie did not dare to resist and could only let those dirty slaves lock him up.